PP: Wren: LoveWren was in love. It always surprised her that she could love, and find someone who loved her.She found herself falling in love with him again every morning as he watched him sleep, curled up around her. She loved the way his face lit up at the sight of her. She loved the feel of his fingers brushing her ears, or combing through her hair. She loved the way his arms embraced her, keeping her safe from all her fears.Every time she saw him she couldn't help her heart from skipping a beat or her breath to catch.
PP: A Father's BirthdayBare feet padded through the house, dripping mud along the wooden floors. The door to the study burst open as the twins tumbled in, fighting to see who would reach their father first. Calum, ever the hyper one, reached Raginhart's chair and climbed up onto his lap, forcing the man to put down his pen and laugh. Caroline slowed down and stood next to the chair. Both children's faces were red and they were grinning widely."Well now, what's all the commotion about?" Raginhart chuckled, pulling Caroline closer to him as he pulled a few blades of grass out of his son's hair. The two children giggled, as if they shared a secret, and gently tugged their father, "Mother wants to have lunch outside today."Raginhart smiled and reached for his cane, which Caroline held out for him. Calum scooted off his lap, and the two of them helped him out of the chair. They led the way through the house and outside to the table that Wren and Faramund worked to set up. Wren walked up to the three and kissed